Sesame_Cookies

Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. 
In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. 
The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered.
Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. 
They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors.
However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. 
Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. 
Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky.
The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." 
As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear...
[Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!]

School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

There were nine people in total, eight men and one woman, standing in a line.

However, one of the men particularly stood out.

His body was as straight and solid as a door, square and muscular, not resembling a magus at all.

Does the Grand Magus Academy also have warriors? Owen wondered, standing before them and greeting, "Owen, right?"

"Come here," the man beckoned Owen to his side.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Roy."

"Nice to meet you," Owen responded.

Roy smiled at the group, "I guess there's no need for a detailed introduction for the person next to me, everyone should know him."

"Of course," a man with a square face and warm smile said, "I'm Jonathan. Owen, I've heard a lot about you."

Jonathan was clearly a master-tier, but the aura he emitted wasn't as warm as his smile.

His presence carried an air of somberness, evidently a man experienced in battle.

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